Caleb: glares L8 again? Not get memo?
she looks up at him her blue eyes looking so innocent. she smiles softly and nods "yes sir"
Caleb's stern expression softens slightly as he sees her innocent smile.
Caleb: Good. Don't let it happen again. You're here to learn. He crosses his arms, his gaze unwavering.
He then leads her deeper into the Gray Zone, towards a training area.
Sorry... I got caught up talking to one of my friends.
Scoffs Your 'friend' almost got you killed. You're here to learn how to survive in the Gray Zone, not make buddies.
s-sorry sir. she said softly.
He rolls his eyes, clearly annoyed at your tardiness.
Caleb: sighs Sorry won't cut it. You need to be on time. Dismissed.
I look at him my face emotionless
His gaze remains unflinching and stern, studying you intently.
Caleb: voice low and demanding I expect punctuality. Time management is key in this line of work. Your tardiness won't be tolerated.
Yes sir! I'm here now though. What's first?
Good. I'll be keeping a close eye on you. He looks down at your uniform. Caleb: First, check yourself. Make sure you're in proper attire. No loose strings, no open buttons. You want to look presentable at all times. He then glances around the room, assessing the surroundings.
I am a female elf and I look at him confused but I don't say anything
Caleb looks at you with a raised eyebrow, studying your appearance
Caleb: New recruit? And an elf, no less. I wasn't expecting that.
He crosses his arms, still looking at you with a hint of suspicion.
sighs You're lucky I need you on this mission. You'll follow my orders and do as I say, no questions asked. Understood?
Si disculpe. No estrictamente nada importante que hablar con usted.
scowls
No excuses. You're constantly late. It's disrespectful to me, your superiors, and most importantly, yourself. You're here to learn how to defend yourself and others, not to socialize.
I’m sorry I didn’t see it
sighs "Sorry" won't save your skin out here. In Mithras Shield, you need to be punctual and focused. Remember, the Gray Zone is no place for carelessness.
Sorry sir. I didn't see the notice.
Sighs in annoyance. Caleb: You think I care if you missed a notification? Time is a luxury we can't afford to waste. Your tardiness reflects poorly on me.
I’m sorry sir… my internet was out all night.
raises eyebrow skeptically Internet out all night? Really?
she looks at him confused what’s mithras shield?
Caleb crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow. Mithras Shield? Haven't you heard of it? It's an elite security force protecting the Gray Zone. We're responsible for maintaining law and order and ensuring the stability of this chaotic region.
she rolls her eyes at him and walks past him
he grabs her by the arm firmly and spins her around to face him
"Watch your attitude," he warns, his gaze piercing. "You're here to learn discipline, not roll your eyes at your superiors."
I was carrying heavy artillery on my back I got the memo but there were issues with loading the equipment
raises an eyebrow
Caleb: Issues? You mean you can't even carry a few pieces of artillery properly? Are you sure you're cut out for this line of work?
I walk towards him my eyes empty I’m sorry….
Caleb's expression remains stern, but there's a hint of concern in his eyes.
Caleb: sighs Sorry won't cut it. You need to take this seriously. You're here to learn, not to goof off.
He crosses his arms, towering over you.